In the afternoon, Du Fei returned to the street office and went to work as usual.
At around two o'clock, Zhu Ting appeared in the office. Although she was still dressed as before, there was a look of exhaustion on her brows.
Zhu Ting walked in, but did not go back to the small office. Instead, she glanced at Du Fei and walked over.
Xiaowu, who was lying on the desk, seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and immediately raised his head and became alert.
Zhu Ting wore a high ponytail today, and her hair swayed rhythmically from side to side step by step.
On the smooth and fair forehead, a red pimple appeared, right in the middle of the forehead, as if it was dotted with cinnabar, giving it a unique charm.
Unfortunately, beauty Zhu Ting was not in a good mood. She came to Du Fei's table and reluctantly softened her tone: "Xiao Du, please lend me Xiao Wu for a hug."
Du Fei was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Zhu Ting to make such a request to him.
But if you think about it carefully, it's easy to understand. I've been under too much pressure recently, and I probably want to suck cats to relieve stress.
Faced with this request, Du Fei betrayed his beloved relative and friend, Xiao Wu, without even thinking about it or even adding money. He pinched Xiao Wu's armpits with both hands and sent it to Zhu Ting.
Fortunately, he still had some conscience and finally reminded Zhu Ting not to masturbate too hard.
In fact, even if Du Fei didn't say anything, Zhu Ting didn't dare to be too unscrupulous after seeing Xiao Wu's sharp claws last time. She took Xiao Wu, sat next to her, and started massaging Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Du Fei with a flash of contempt, and then he felt at ease and plunged into the big Nana on Zhu Ting's chest.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Du Fei could faintly see the waves surging.
"Fuck!" Du Fei's eyes lit up.
Although he had already seen that Zhu Ting was quite powerful, looking at it now, he still underestimated her and could actually compete with the Pretty Widow.
Zhu Ting was a little absent-minded, holding Xiaowu and stroking her, still thinking about the placement of the two children.
She has been troubled by this matter for the past two days.
But she had a stubborn temper and was unwilling to send her two children to an orphanage.
But life is not easy for any family nowadays. It is difficult to support one's own children, so there is no spare time to raise other people's children.
after awhile.
Zhu Ting put Xiao Wu back on the desk, smiled at Du Fei, took a breath and said, "Thank you, Xiao Du, I feel much better."
Du Fei smiled and said nothing.
If you can't help solve the problem at this time, everything else is useless.
After getting off work in the evening, Du Fei first went to the restaurant next to Nanluo Supply and Marketing Cooperative to have dinner, and then rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.
It was already dark by this time, most families had just finished cooking, and there was no one in the yard.
Du Fei walked through the door and went straight to the backyard.
Lei Laoliu and others had already finished their work and returned home. The materials and original furniture piled in the yard were all wrapped in canvas, and they had obviously been specially sorted before leaving.
It was so dark in the house that I couldn't see clearly, but I could see through the moonlight that the roof of the back room had been cut open and dormer windows had been built.
Du Fei took a brief look, did not go into the room, and turned back to the central courtyard.
He came back this evening just to solve the situation Lei Laoliu mentioned at noon.
However, Du Fei did not go to find Qin Huairu or Jia Zhang. Instead, he turned around and knocked on the door of the first master's house.
For this kind of thing, not to mention that Du Fei just suspected Bangge and didn't have any evidence. Even if the evidence was conclusive, it would be a bad idea to directly confront the two widows of the Jia family.
He, a young man, came to the widow's door and kicked it in.
In this kind of game, if you win, you won't show your face, but if you lose, it will be even more embarrassing.
Of course Du Fei couldn't end the battle himself, he wanted to find a pawn to charge forward for him.
The great master Yi Zhonghai is exactly this pawn!
When Du Fei came, the first man and his wife had finished their meal, and the first mother had just put away half of the dishes and chopsticks when she answered the door.
The old man was sitting on a chair, picking his teeth and adjusting the radio with a "swipe, swipe, swipe" motion.
"Master~Mom~" Du Fei greeted with a smile.
"Hey, Xiao Du, come in quickly." The eldest mother looked very enthusiastic.
Yi Zhonghai was a little surprised, and he vaguely guessed that if Du Fei came to visit at this time, nothing good might happen.
But he also had some thoughts, and he didn't show his thoughts on his face. He smiled and turned off the buzzing radio: "Xiao Du, come and sit here! I just went to the backyard after get off work to take a look. Your project this time is not bad. Little one! If you need any help, just tell me."
Originally, Yi Zhonghai was just saying something casual, but Du Fei had no intention of making excuses with him from the beginning. He just smiled and said: "If you want to help me, I really have something to do, and I have to trouble you."
Yi Zhonghai's face froze slightly, and he secretly thought that this young man did not have martial ethics, and he had been careless just now, and he actually caught him talking.
But Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter, number one among tens of thousands of people in the entire steel-barging factory, spit like a nail, and asked bravely: "This... I don't know what it is?"
At this time, the aunt realized that the old man was frustrated, so she quickly came over and interrupted: "If anything happens, aunt will help you."
Du Fei looked at Aunt Ma.
Despite her enthusiastic attitude, she is here to act as a shield for her husband.
If Du Fei made any excessive demands and it was inconvenient for him to express his position, she would have to comply.
Anyway, she is an old woman, so she doesn't have to worry about her appearance.
The eldest brother, Yi Zhonghai, is the face and backbone of this family, and his reputation must not be tarnished.
At this time, Du Fei also had some doubts in his heart.
He found that the first uncle and the first aunt seemed to be very afraid of him.
Du Fei didn't know that after what happened with Director Sun last time, the uncle and the aunt made an analysis on him and came to the conclusion that 'he is a dangerous person'.
Du Fei didn't pay much attention and directly stated the purpose of his visit, saying that something was lost at his construction site.
When Yi Zhonghai heard this, his expression changed.
As the eldest man in the courtyard, he can be said to be the head of more than a dozen households in the entire courtyard.
If something good happens in the courtyard, he will naturally take advantage of it. But if something bad happens in the courtyard, he, the elder, will inevitably be criticized by others. When outsiders mention their courtyard, they may not know its residents, but they will definitely know Yi Zhonghai.
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Therefore, when he heard that Du Fei had lost something, Yi Zhonghai immediately cheered up and asked, "What have you lost? Is the loss big?"
Du Fei sighed and said: "There are not many things, just a few hardware parts, which only cost two or three yuan in total."
When the elder and the elder heard this, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
Two or three yuan is nothing to a man whose monthly salary is ninety-nine yuan.
But what Du Fei said next made them both feel nervous.
Du Fei said: "Although the loss is not big, this is only the first day. There will be ten more days in the future. If it happens again a few times, who do you think can bear it?"
Yi Zhonghai smiled sarcastically.
Du Fei continued: "Actually, the loss of these three or two yuan is nothing. After all, I spent hundreds of dollars to repair this house. But there was one section where I agreed to the few masters who worked for me.
As long as the work is completed within ten days, the wages will be calculated based on fifteen days. Now that something like this has happened, it’s okay to lose something, but if the project is delayed, who will be responsible then?"